I’ve had some really lovely days lately. I have help from my mother-in-law on Mondays and Tuesdays and my parents come and stay with us Tuesday evening through Friday afternoon before going home to sleep and get caught up on their lives over the weekend. Then back they come. Helping us with all the cooking, cleaning, entertaining toddlers and general company and comfort they provide with being around.
Our current schedule for Alice at almost a month old is nursing every three hours during the day and every four hours at night. Joel helps me with every single feeding he’s home for which means he’s getting Alice to bed after her 9pm feeding and then up with me around 1am and 5am. I’m working on getting stronger with the eventual goal of doing at least one of the early morning feedings by myself so that he can get a solid block of sleep and not have to go to work so exhausted every day. Unfortunately I’m just not quite there yet. I suppose if I didn’t have the help I would manage by myself but fortunately I have Joel so I don’t need to worry about it.
But things are going well. I was never at 100% breastfeeding with the boys, we always had bottles in the mix and I’m finding it just so much more physically draining to breastfeed than getting up in the middle of the night to do bottle feedings. It’s interesting to experience it because I was pumping and breastfeeding with the boys. It’s nice to let go of all that extra work and just breastfeed. We don’t have to track any ounces or keep any charts but there’s also never a long break for me. Before I could cry uncle and let others take over for a feeding and I could sleep for five hours. This time around the longest break I’ve had from having her on me is three hours – for the last three weeks. That means at MOST I have three hours to do anything I want including showering, eating, sleeping, being on the internet or answering emails; before it’s time to feed her again. I’m not really complaining, I’m more marveling at how my body has been able to adjust to the sleep depravation. I feel like I had a harder go of it last time, but, there was also two babies last time and this time around we only have one.
Joel started a new job this week and I think it’s going to be a good thing for both him and our little family. It’s a new environment for him – not so techie – but it will be nice to be the rock star, new kid on the block for a while and his new work will cut out thirty minutes to an hour of his commute every day. That’s a BIG perk for me and the kids who are really ready to have him home by the time six o’clock rolls around every night.
Another big change around the house is how much more mobile I’ve been these last two weeks. I’m healing and getting stronger and without a belly in tow I can now get down on the floor to play with the boys AND get to all the organizing and cleaning I’ve been trying to ignore for the last six months. I kept telling myself that when the belly was gone I’d have the energy to organize things that were driving me nuts. I did my best to be patient. A couple weekends ago we had Zandra for the weekend and the boys were up in Bellingham having an overnight with my parents. It was the perfect set up for organize-gate 2013. Mom and I had purged the playroom of a BUNCH of stuff and crammed it all in the guest room until I had the chance to pull it ALL out. And so, Saturday night and the majority of Sunday morning, in between breastfeeding sessions, I was turning this: